Chapter 125 His Obsession 5
The broadcast repeatedly reminded people of flight boarding information in Chinese and English, and Ji Siyun ran frantically in the huge airport hall.
The bustling crowd passed by him, and every unfamiliar face intensified his inner panic.
The phone was still busy. Ji Siyun put down the phone and looked around. In the crowded hall, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find someone.
Passengers on flight CA828, please note: Your flight is about to depart. Please proceed to Gate A21 to check in as soon as possible. The gate will close a certain amount before departure to avoid delays.
This is Song Youning's flight.
Ji Siyun seemed to be grabbing the last straw and ran towards the security check area desperately, but Song Youning was no longer there. Without a boarding pass, he was stopped outside the door by the staff and had no idea what to do.
"She's gone... She's really gone..."
"She doesn't want me anymore..."
These thoughts swirled and magnified uncontrollably in his mind, eventually merging into a sharp buzzing sound that almost tore his nerves apart.
That strange voice rang in my head again, like a devil whispering, or wailing.
"Again, she's left you behind."
"You don't deserve it! You don't deserve it!"
A severe headache suddenly hit me, and the scene in front of my eyes began to distort and flicker.
All the noise around: the broadcast, people's voices, footsteps, all faded away in an instant, and the world became dead silent.
Everything seemed to have been paused. In a trance, he saw everyone frozen in place. The smiles of the children chasing and playing in front of him froze on their faces. The person next to him lost his grip on his coffee, which was suspended in mid-air and was about to fall...
Darkness spreads from the edge of the picture, bit by bit eating away at his world.
So strange...why...my head hurts...my head hurts...
Ji Siyun covered his head in pain, his tall body slightly hunched, as if he would be crushed and shattered by the overwhelming despair in the next second.
Just as his consciousness was about to be swallowed by darkness, a clear and familiar voice, with a hint of doubt, broke the suffocating silence.
"Jisiyun?"
This voice... is Song Youning.
The world, which had almost come to a standstill, started moving again because of this sound.
People seemed to be pressed to start, the children were still chasing and fighting, coffee fell to the ground, and the man's frustrated curse was heard.
The blood began to flow again and the sound began to rush into the eardrums again.
Ji Siyun turned around stiffly, little by little.
Song Youning was standing not far from him, holding some documents in her hand. She tilted her head, her beautiful eyes full of confusion, and looked at him in surprise.
"Why are you..." She didn't finish her question.
Ji Siyun rushed over, stretched out his arms, and held her tightly in his arms with all his strength.
The force was so great that Song Youning involuntarily took half a step back before he could steady himself.
She still looked a little confused, as if she didn't understand why the man who had been resisting and avoiding her yesterday was now so proactive.
The arms around her waist and back were shaking slightly uncontrollably; the breath next to her ear was rapid and hot, filled with the fear of surviving a disaster.
He was like a man about to drown in the boundless ocean, who finally grabbed a piece of driftwood, used up all his strength, and refused to let go even if he died.
It was not until the real soft touch in his arms and the familiar jasmine tea scent on her body completely dispelled the illusion that Ji Siyun was finally convinced that this was not a dream and she was really still there.
His heart, which seemed to have stopped beating, finally regained its rhythm.
What brotherly relationship!
What the world’s perspective!
What adoptive parents expect!
At this moment, nothing can compare to the pain of losing even one ten-thousandth of her!
Ji Siyun buried his face in her neck and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't go."
Song Youning was stunned, and then a bright and warm smile broke out on his face.
She reached out and hugged his tense back with the same strength, her voice soft but firm: "I won't leave."
Originally, Song Youning was really ready to leave, and had even checked in his luggage, passed security, and arrived at the boarding gate.
But when she stood at the boarding gate and looked at the boarding pass, all that surged in her mind was Ji Siyun's usual look of forbearance and struggle.
She suddenly realized that she couldn't just leave like this.
She had done something so outrageous on impulse. How could she be a deserter and leave him alone to face all the possible chaos and questioning?
She knew better than anyone that the root of Ji Siyun's retreat and escape was his deep gratitude to his parents and his fear of letting them down.
He thought too much and carried too much, which made him a hesitant "coward" in her eyes, but he actually just lacked a sense of security and was unable to face his true feelings.
If she just left without caring, then there would really be no possibility between them.
So she couldn't, even if the road ahead was full of thorns, she had to stay and stay by his side.
She wanted to face all the storms with him. What she needed to do was not to escape, but to give him more courage and determination.
Song Youning resolutely tore up the boarding pass, turned around and ran out of the airport, his steps getting faster and faster, until he was almost running.
She wanted to find him immediately and tell him that she would not give up, as long as he could be a little braver.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I ran out, I saw him on the verge of collapse.
When he heard the person in his arms clearly say the three words "I won't leave", the huge rock in Ji Siyun's heart that was weighing him down and making it difficult for him to breathe fell to the ground.
He tightened his arms even more, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.
After experiencing loss and recovery, Ji Siyun no longer suppressed his feelings and let the words buried deep in his heart pour out, his voice choked with sobs: "I can't lose you... I really can't..."
"I love you... I'm sorry I only dared to tell you now... I love you..."
"Don't leave me... please..."
As he spoke, the burning tears could no longer be held back and burst out.
Listening to his belated confession, Song Youning felt warm and soft in her heart, as if she was wrapped in warm spring water.
It was not until she felt something wet and cold on her shoulder that she looked up. She was surprised to find that the young man who was always calm and composed was crying like a child in the crowded airport hall.
The hot tears fell on her shoulders, making her nose sore.
Song Youning felt distressed and helpless. She raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears that kept rolling down his cheeks with her fingertips. She said with indulgent rebuke, "Ji Siyun, how old are you? Why are you still crying like this? Isn't it shameful..."
Ji Siyun, however, didn't care about the looks from the people around him. He buried his face deeper into her body, greedily absorbing her warmth and breath. His voice was muffled, with a heavy nasal tone and the fear of losing and regaining: "I thought you left... I thought you didn't want me anymore..."
The young man buried his head in the side of her neck and rubbed it gently, like a clingy large dog. His black hair rubbed against her skin, making her feel a little itchy. It was the first time that Song Youning discovered that Ji Siyun was so good at acting like a spoiled child.
She patted his back gently to comfort him, but she didn't forget to argue, "Where's the 'again'? When have I ever wanted you?"
At this point, she suddenly thought of something, a mischievous smile flashed across her face, and she began to tear him apart: "You also know who kept saying no last night."
The man clinging to her had a suspicious reddening earlobe. He didn't even dare to raise his head. He simply threw away his dignity and whispered in her ear with full dependence: "I don't care... You just can't leave me..."
Song Youning was so embarrassed by his childish and naughty words that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He kept responding, "Okay, okay, I want you, I want you, okay? Then don't cry, you are my brother!"
Hearing the word "brother" from her again this time, Ji Siyun bit his lip, mustered up his courage, and said in a low but remarkably clear voice, so that only the two of them could hear, "I'm not your brother."
After making up his mind, Song Youning gave up his plan to study abroad. He retrieved his luggage and got into Ji Siyun's car to go home. Song Youning habitually pulled the car door handle, but found that the door did not move.
She turned her head in confusion and looked at Ji Siyun who was in the driver's seat.
I saw that his hands were still on the steering wheel, his knuckles slightly tightened, the lines of his profile were a little tense, his thin lips were pursed, and he looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Song Youning's heart skipped a beat. The relaxed look on his face faded, and his eyes became sharp. "Ji Siyun, what do you mean? You want to regret it right after leaving the airport?"
"No! I don't regret it!" Ji Siyun denied it immediately.
He turned his head, pursed his lips and pleaded, "I just... I just think we need to plan it out."
"What's the plan?" Song Youning crossed his arms.
Ji Siyun took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and spoke a little quickly about his concerns: "Ningning, look, you're still young and you just decided not to study abroad. If we tell our parents right now, they'll definitely think you were acting on impulse, or...that I seduced you. That wouldn't be fair to you."
He observed her expression and continued cautiously, "What I mean is...we should take it slowly and give Mom and Dad some time to adjust. When you graduate from college and you're more mature, we can officially confess to them, okay?"
He said this a little nervously, looking at her with pleading eyes, like a large dog afraid of being abandoned by its owner.
Song Youning stared at him for a few seconds. Although he was very dissatisfied with his slow plan, his heart softened when he saw his cautious look.
He sighed helplessly and reluctantly accepted the proposal.
"Okay." Song Youning drew out his tone, his eyes moving across his tightly pursed lips, his eyes cunning, like a calculating little fox.
"But... before I start this secret relationship, I have to collect some interest first."
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly leaned over and quickly placed a bold kiss on his lips.
Ji Siyun was completely caught off guard by her sudden attack. He froze instantly, his pupils shrank slightly, and his ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The soft touch disappeared instantly, but it was like lighting a fire, causing his heartbeat to become disordered and his mind to go blank.
With a "click", Song Youning pressed the unlock button herself, pushed the car door open neatly, turned around and smiled at him: "Why are you standing there? Let's go home, brother."
This time, she called "brother" in a roundabout way, with a completely different meaning from before.
I thought it would be difficult to explain to my parents why Song Youning suddenly decided not to study abroad, but I didn't expect that they were relieved when they heard that she was not going.
In fact, they were reluctant to let Song Youning go so far away from home, so in the end Song Youning took the college entrance examination as usual and chose a local university.
During the next four years of college, the two began an exciting and sweet underground relationship.
At home, they are close siblings who behave in a well-behaved manner and try to keep their interactions within the range that their family considers normal.
But once out of the sight of parents, things are completely different.
He would drive to a secluded place near the school to wait for her after class, and in the private space of the car, he would compensatoryly ask for lingering kisses; he would carefully prepare gifts and dates for her birthday or anniversary, but could only choose restaurants away from the sight of acquaintances; his phone was full of her photos, but he had to be careful to encrypt them, and he didn't even dare to use a close-up note.
Every secret hand holding, every hidden hug, is like dancing on the edge of a cliff, dangerous and addictive.
They carefully guarded this secret, enjoying the intimacy that belonged only to each other, and looking forward to the day of graduation when they could stand in the sun openly.
Finally, Song Youning graduated successfully.
At the family celebration dinner after graduation, the two exchanged glances and decided not to wait any longer. Song Youning led the conversation, with Ji Siyun adding that they confessed their relationship to their parents.
The expected shock, opposition, and even storm did not come.
After hearing this, Song's father and mother were just slightly stunned, then smiled at each other, their expressions so calm that they even seemed to... understand?
Mother Song took a sip of tea gracefully and said in a gentle tone, "Actually, we almost guessed it."
She looked at Ji Siyun, who froze for a moment, and smiled, "Anyway, there was no formal adoption procedure at the time. Strictly speaking, you are not legally brother and sister."
"You didn't complete the paperwork?" Ji Siyun looked at Song's father suddenly, his tone full of disbelief: "I clearly remember..."
He remembered that he should have changed his household registration when he first came to the Song family.
When this was mentioned, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Song's father's face.
He rubbed his nose, glanced at his daughter who was pretending to be indifferent, and said helplessly, "Well... well... I was indeed planning to get you married back then, and the paperwork was almost complete. But Ningning heard about it from somewhere and made a big fuss, refusing to let it go, saying... having another brother would take away her love."
He sighed and said, "You cried so hard that we softened our hearts. We thought we treated you like our own son anyway, and the formalities were just a formality, so we didn't insist on going ahead. That's good, because it saves you from having to change your mind."
Ji Siyun turned around in surprise and looked at Song Youning, who was standing beside him with an expression that looked as if it had nothing to do with him.
Song Youning couldn't pretend anymore because of his burning gaze. She tilted her head slightly, raised her head, and said in a slightly indulgent tone, "Yes, I did it. What's wrong?"
As she spoke, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise up, revealing a smile that was a little smug and cunning.
"I've already told you, you're not my brother."
The sunlight came in through the window, illuminating the dust floating in the air and also illuminating the deeper love in Ji Siyun's eyes.
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